Page 51 of Coastal Runaway

“Yeah, yup, great.” She echoed my words from earlier in a mocking tone.

“You’re such a brat.” I cupped the back of her head and pulled her in for a quick kiss.

“You love it.” She grinned.

“I do,” I sighed, “but, I am a little over the sneaking around. I hate lying to Nolan.”

“I know, me too. But I don’t want to rock the boat. I feel like we’re all just getting back to normal.”

Nothing about this was normal.

My stomach sank at the thought that she wanted to keep me her dirty little secret.

I nodded in agreement and looped my fingers through hers. We spent the rest of the afternoon actually studying, but all I could focus on was how I was terrified that she’s going to run.

twenty-two

Keegan

Luke

Go on a date with me.

I’m sorry, was there a question there that I missed?

Luke

Go on a date with me, brat.

I think that was actually even less of a question.

Luke

Please, baby?

I like it when you beg.

But… okay.

Luke

Don’t get used to it. Be ready tonight at 6.

I scrolled through the messages at least a hundred times today like a giddy schoolgirl. Luke and I have hung out alone tons of times, but a real date?

Why were my palms so sweaty?

It's just Luke.

We liked Luke.

We might have even loved him.

Nope.

I snapped out of my thoughts. While I was enjoying the time we were spending together, especially naked, I had to remind myself constantly that we’d been there before and it blew up in my face.

I fluffed my hair again, the long curls tickling my back. I debated my outfit for hours before settling on a black Skims maxi slip dress and a pair of Chanel sandals. Casual but subtly sexy. Appropriate for dinner or an activity. I had no idea what the plan was for tonight. We agreed to keep this a secret; it would be suspicious for us both to walk through the house dressed up saying that we're going on separate dates.